Just call me Super-Homemaker

We did it!

By it, i mean the chickens to freezer camp business.

It was not as entertaining as last time, but it did have its entertaining moments. You can read about it in more detail on the chicken blog (this is to save the innocent eyes of the sensitive hearts from the graphic pictures of things they might not want to see). Just click here.

So after that, my darling hubby spent some time cutting up the fallen oak in our front yard and then was very eager for cookies - which we do not have. So i made some. I just whipped 'em up.

Then, we had had a late lunch, so i wasn't sure about dinner. And i asked the hubby.

"How're ya doin' hunger-wise?" (oh dear, this is what a hick accent looks like, isn't it?)

"mmm I'm o.k." he says.

"You're not hungry? You're not gonna want dinner?" i confirm, clearly hoping for not cooking dinner.

Then he began a sentence that i did not hear the end of, "I guess if you happened to make some pork chops and fried potatoes and black-eyed peas, i'd...."

(Well, geez! I'm glad he wasn't HUNGRY!)

So, you know what i did next.

And it just happened that once there were pork chops and fried potatoes and black-eyed peas, that my loving man's appetite was revved right up. Sometimes coincidences just amaze me.

And now i'm tired, and the third clean-up from today's activities is just going to have to wait until morning. Call me a slacker if you want to, but i'm going to leave the dishes. And i don't care who knows it.